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I paced back and forth outside the doors. I’ve done it again, I thought. I’ve let my anxiety and expectations get the better of me. I’m two feet away, and I can’t get up the courage to go in there. I checked my watch; I had been pacing for half an hour now. I was there to visit Cory, a 19-year-old who was suffering from injuries sustained while working in construction. I thought he might like to see a familiar face. I felt compelled to go and visit him, yet my resolve
By Elizabeth Meckler
Romance Redeemed
